13/3/2022
Still am I now in this sanctuary of peace And long have I aspired to become A soul devoted to Them and to release The karma of the growth of a small child. The hour upon us we must not wait While the whirling of the world seems wild, Distorted and the Truth supreme, divorced. There is a hand uplifting all to Light Yet evil's touch on humanity has forced This separation and our mortal plight. Can we in collective harmony unite As warriors in evolution's fight?
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